Remembering Every Guinea, Remembering Every Ten - Poem by Alexandra Lee
A life of quiet lays deep within her heart
Sadly she awaits their distant meeting
Afar a shadow is peacefully wandering
And each edge closer to reducing their apart.
A world of dark is thought to surround
A heart full of return, walk backwards,
Runs back to the days of a family
Though to a sacred place, faraway, she is bound.
Advice is called for and a whisper said
A long time has passed since Luke struck
The time passed has caused increasing regret.
Every night a prayer is uttered and a tear shed.
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